Monstrosity

She rises in the wee hours of the morning before the sun rises. Stalking the night looking for something to quench her insatiable thirst. Her mouth opens wide, displaying her abnormally long and sharp fangs. A long tongue leeches out to lick the remnants of her previous meal off her overly dry lips. Sniff. She stomps over to a decaying tree and digs up a sack full of left over skins that must have been left by some other creature. Revelling in her find, she devours the contents in a few large bites. On the ground, she lays, disgruntled and still thirsty. A loud ear splitting screech erupts from her throat. The ground starts to rumble. Boom. Boom. A towering behemoth breaks through the wood. It looks down at the creature with annoyance and pity. What makes a monster you ask? A child who awakes before day break, hungry, thirsty and still tired.